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Talking of the past

A/n So the story has crossed 2k! Yay! That's a small no. but still it's too much for me..! Hope ya'll keep reading this story, voting and commenting as well! Thanks all!

Alisha
I don't get what is it with them. Sometimes it feels like she did some shit but then the tables turn and I feel like it's him but right now I just dunno who is to be blamed. So it's time to talk. The talk.
I sit on Vicky's chair in her cabin. Vicky sits on the chair across to me. Zara has dragged the chair which was beside Vicky in front of the door and sat on it. Myra sat on the edge of the table, all of us facing at Vicky. "What happened?" I asked her straight away.
"What?" She says faking to be confused.
"Don't you dare pretend! Okay? I need to know how exactly did the two of you freaking split up!"
"Same here," Myra said.
"Ditto," Zara agreed.
"It happened a year ago. There's no point in talking about the past," she says.
"Don't even try to get off that seat," I say when she has barely lifted her ass but she was going to.
"We know its hard on you, and you have been with him for just too long, but being your best friends I think we deserve to know at least this much about you and your life. What's the point of us being your best friends when you don't even share your story with us? Don't you trust us?" Zara says and part of that speech makes my heart cringe since even I am lying but I let it go for now. This is Vicky's time to talk.
"It's not like that," Vicky says softly.
"Then like what? Come on, girl! We deserve to know! You know, every relationship has a patience level. We are your best friends but even we have a patience level. We will wait for you the longest but if you don't fall back on us, the tiny thread that has been keeping us attached will start to stretch and one day it will eventually break. We will lose this special bond. And trust me, Vicky, for you we have waited the longest," Myra says. "How much more do you want us to wait?"
In my head I'm giving Myra a standing applause. This girl is talking sense a lot since we have come on this trip. Usually we used to torture her with 'girl' lecture, 'boy' lecture and also 'girlfriend' lecture and 'boyfriend' lecture. It was a necessity in those days.
"Okay, fine. He cheated," she said and got up to leave but Zara stood in front of the door.
"He did what?" Myra exclaimed.
"You heard me, now lemme go, I have guests to tend to," she said and I know she is fighting back her tears.
"That bastard needs someone to kick his ass," Zara said ready to do the honours.
"No, nobody's fighting or anything," Vicky said.
"Seriously? Vicky? What is wrong with you? I asked you so many times about him. You always sugarcoated him in every way possible even after knowing that he cheated on you? That guy is not worth you, you get that? He is not worth you! Get over him and tell him to stop haunting you every now and then," I yelled at her. I had so many plans for them to bring them closer while playing the Cupid but how can I play the Cupid for the guy who cheated over my best friend? Not a chance.
"I forgave him! Okay? I forgave him right then," she yelled.
"You did not," Myra said. Our voices are real high.
"I did," she told.
"Why did you do that?" Zara said in the same tone.
"No, the question is, if you forgave him, why did he leave you," I asked.
"Guilt," she answered in a word.
I raised an eyebrow.
"He left you because he was guilty of cheating on you and then he never showed up again for over a year and then he directly shows up now," Zara said processing everything.
"Vicky," Myra held her hand. "Why did you forgive him in the first place after knowing that he cheated on you?"
"Because A relationship should not just break because a person made a mistake. You stay in the relationship and work it out together. You try to fix each other and get over the past. That's what a relationship is. And that's what I wanted to do. I wanted to spend more time with him. I wanted to be with him. It was awkward at first, thinking of how he could cheat on me but I swallowed all those thoughts and focused on mending what I had in hand. Then, two days later, I woke up on his bed, alone, I roamed the whole house, everything was clean, I reached for the table top in the kitchen and found a stack of keys, which he had once given me and underneath was a note," she said and made her way towards me. She took a key out of her purse and unlocked a drawer of her desk and removed a diary. She opened it on the table, entries and phrases along with sketches were visible all over the pages. There were also pictures now and then. She then opened the last few pages from which she removed a yellow coloured paper.
"Is this the same note," I asked her. She nodded and unfolded it carefully.
'Today morning, when I woke up, I sat on the bed looking at you. You looked so peaceful and gorgeous, I still don't know how you ended up with me. A small smile was pasted on your pretty face, and I suppose that dream was really a good one because I have been there to hold you when you had nightmares. I wish you smiled like that when you were awake. But it seems like I have drained all the happiness out of you. I never wanted to be that guy. I wanted to be the reason for your smile but I ended up giving you tears. I am so sorry for that. I know you have forgiven me but it's not enough. It's been two days since I have told you that news. The first whole day was spent crying and the next day awkwardly exchanging glances. That's not how we are. We, or maybe I, need some time apart. I can't stay around you and look at you the way I used to because all that your quiet self reminds me is what I have done to you. Just like you have forgiven me for the most unexpected, forgive me for this as well. I love you, but I have to go. Stay safe for me, okay?'
We all read the letter. I can't even swear at him. The letter is just so heart breaking but I can totally sense that he was hurting as well. I looked at her, tears were threatening her eyes. Maybe that's why she locked away all these bits and pieces of her relation in the locker. It definitely makes her feel sad after living in a relation with a guy she thought was her one and only.
"You know Vicky, I'm glad you showed us this note. It finally made us believe that he did love you. But you know, you both were attached to a rubber band, pulling the ends stiffly, but then he left and eventually his side of the band came back to its own position, hurting you the most. Now stop pulling that rubber band because it's not going to get you anywhere since the one who should be on the opposite side is no more there."
Those were the only words spoken.
We all left the cabin and met a few more people left. The event ended by late afternoon and then we went to her house and packed our stuff. So, should I do this or should I not? I find the guy to be a good one, maybe, and I know that she still loves him. Maybe I should do this for her happiness. She deserves to be happy.
So by evening we all are ready with our stuff to leave for our next destination.